User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-2006360-20110516183617

At the palace of the Emperor (what was his name again? I forgot, stupid me), Zestorung raises his paw as two of his Kraft Todes flank him, followed by Abscon, Wade, Darkshadow, Veraad, Zenn, and, reluctantly, Rose.

Zestorung: The mighty Emperor of Sampetra, the Lord Emperor of the Kraft Todes approaches thee.

Emperor of Sampetra: Zestorung Blutsinestlust! My old friend, the Emperor-maker! What brings ye here?

Zestorung: Friend, I and my army come here with visitors, friends, to stay in your taverns for the night, before we travel north on our ships.

Emperor: My friend, why would I ever refuse you? And who are your new friends, anyway?

Zestorung: Perhaps they might wish to speak it for themselves!